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As I snuggled down in bed last night, Christmas Eve, I commented to Paul that Hannah didn’t negotiate a wake-up time for Christmas morning. Our 15-year-old is growing up. What a gift to be able to sleep in on Christmas morning!

Yet, at 6:45 a.m. this morning I woke to her sitting on the side of my bed telling me it was time to get up, that Santa had come! Really?

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Hannah was not the only one to appreciate the wonder of the day. Even the kitties enjoyed their gifts. I was surprised to see that our packages had any bows left on them when I woke this morning. The cats have thoroughly enjoyed the playground that Christmas brings.

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Our first non-white Maine Christmas, the appearance of the sun in itself was a precious gift. The most unique gifts opened under the tree this morning were the three matching bullhorns Granny Gadget sent us. You win this round, Mom! My own personal bullhorn. I do think this may come in handy.

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My greatest gift this Christmas wasn’t the fabulous owl mug, the owl nesting box,  the cozy slippers, or even the bullhorn. It was enjoying a peaceful day in the company of those I love most.

Oh, and game of “Smart Ass” that Santa brought. I won.